[Verse 1] Everybody's got advice for a thing they've never felt Talkin' like they wrote the book, like they know exactly how it felt Sayin' "just think positive," like that's ever been enough Sayin' "it could be worse," like that makes this less rough [Chorus] There's fine print on every "get well soon" behind every kind thing that they say to you Like sympathy's a loan and I owe it back somehow Like I gotta earn the right to not be okay right now [Verse 2] I nod along, say "yeah, you're right," say "thanks, I'll try" Then I go back home and let the silence multiply Everyone's an expert till it's actually their turn Then watch how quick that same advice don't work [Bridge] Maybe I don't want a fix, maybe I just want a witness Someone who don't flinch, someone who just sits with it Not the fine print, not the speech Just somebody close enough to reach And the wall comes down as the rhythm swells Right into the weight of it all again [Chorus] There's fine print on every "get well soon" behind every kind thing that they say to you Like sympathy's a loan and I owe it back somehow Like I gotta earn the right to not be okay right now
